Just How Submissive Are You?

You think you’re in control.
You’ve read the books. Watched the men. Built the body, or at least trying to.
You walk tall, maybe even lead others - but somewhere, deep under all that muscle memory,
I see it.
That ache to be told what to do.
That twitch in your spine when someone stronger enters the room.
That itch you only scratch in private.

You’ve trained yourself to obey. You just call it discipline.

But tell Me, really—
Just how submissive are you?

The Submissive Professions

Let’s not waste time dressing things up.
Men love roles that do the work for them - systems that offer structure, status, and the illusion of dominance.

But these jobs?
They’re rituals of obedience.
Practice for bowing down.

The soldier, police officer, fireman, the corporate yes-man, personal trainer, doorman, chauffeur, bartender, waiter, nurse, priest, influencer, boyfriend, husband, the side piece.

Every one of them follows orders. Lives in routine. Anticipates needs. Serves silently.
You're not free - you’re just well-programmed.
A domesticated beast in a crisp shirt or camo print, craving medals, pay rises, head pats.

Who Are You Dressing For?

Let’s peel back your daily rituals.

When you shop for clothes—for work, the gym, a wedding—whose gaze are you dressing for?

A specific woman? Women in general?
Or is it a silent craving for the nod of another man? Other men?

Be honest.
You don’t spend three minutes lining up your beard and polishing your shoes for yourself.
Your cologne is a summon.
Your tailored waistcoat is a signal.
Your gym shorts, your haircut, your playlist - who are you hoping will notice? How do you hope it will make you feel?

Who Told You to Train Like That?

Your fitness routine - did you craft it from scratch? Or copy it from a man with more followers than sense?
Do you chase strength—or do you just want to look like a man who looks strong?
When you hit the gym, who are you proving something to?
What’s more important: results… or attention? Or... the attention you get from results?

There’s a difference between training for purpose and training for praise.
And you know exactly which one you've been doing.

Your Entire Life is a Ritual of Submission

Let’s talk about how your days really run.

Do you wake up early because it serves you, or because you read that "high-value men rise at 5 a.m."?
Do you grind because it fuels your soul - or because you’re terrified of being seen as average?
Your life isn’t built. It’s templated.

And still -
How are you currently rewarded for your submission? Money? Approval? A fleeting compliment?
Do you feel accomplished - or do you quietly feel like you’re never quite enough?
Do you even know what it feels like to be truly approved of?
Don’t you want to know what it feels like to be seen, accepted, even celebrated - for your submission, not in spite of it?

Because I promise you: I see it.
I see the way your voice changes in the presence of a stronger energy.
The way you shrink without knowing.
The way you soften when you’re finally given permission to rest.

Most Men Are Submissive. They Just Can’t Admit It.

You think submission is about collars and cuffs.
No, My love.
It’s about instinct. Pattern. Obedience. Yearning. Performance.
It’s in how you breathe when someone you admire enters the room.
It’s in the choices you copy.
The rules you follow.
The attention you chase.

Men don’t need to be made submissive.
They already are.

Some know it.
Others fight it.

And a select few…
offer it.

Let Me Ask Again…

Just how submissive are you?

Not the you you show online.
Not the you in your job title.
Not the gym-selfie, alpha-quote, high-testosterone cosplay you perform in public.

The real you.

The one that aches to be told what to do.
The one that dreams of a power greater than fear.
The one that longs to give in - but only to someone who knows exactly how to hold you.

So?

Will you keep lying to yourself?

Or will you let Me show you what honest submission tastes like?